She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Chapter 99 

Barclay was walking from the conference room on the 25th floor of the Sega Group. Seeing that, Linden immediately walked to Barclay and asked tentatively. “Mr. Covington?” 

Barclay glanced at Linden, indicating him to continue. 

Linden was stunned when his gaze was fixed on the red mark on the left side of Barclay’s neck. He murmured inside, I think I just discovered something shocking. Wait. Why didn’t I notice that scratch this morning?” 

Barclay asked, “Linden?” 

Hearing Barclay’s deep voice, Linden pulled himself back from his thoughts and apologized, “Mr. Covington, I’m sorry for being distracted.” 

Barclay glanced at Linden and asked, “Do you have anything to report?” 

Linden replied, “Mrs. Bernice Covington went to your villa to talk to Moira,” 

Barclay’s expression darkened when he heard Linden’s words. He glanced at Linden and said, “I’ve got it.” With that, he went straight to the elevator. 

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Assuming Barclay was heading to the CEO’s office, Linden subconsciously pressed the button for the 28th floor. 

Before Linden could pull his hand back, Barclay canceled the command and pressed the button for the underground second floor. 

Linden was confused and asked, “Mr. Covington, are you not returning to your office?” He thought, “Project manager Freddie Hunt is still waiting for Barclay in the CEO’s office.‘ 

Unexpectedly, Barclay briefly replied, “No.” His answer showed there was no room for negotiation. 

Linden refrained from pressing further after receiving Barclay’s response. He murmured inside, ‘Well, I guess today isn’t Freddie’s lucky day.” 

Barclay opted to drive himself. He headed to the parking lot and got behind the wheel to the villa. Thoughts of Bernice weighed heavily on his mind during the journey and stirred impatience within him. 

More cars were on the road today since it was Saturday, but fortunately, it was not as bad as a traffic jam, This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

After Bernice left, Moira spent some time in the piano room. However, her mood for practicing quickly waned after a few minutes. She took out her phone and sent a message to Juliet. I just lost 20 million dollars!] 

Juliet sent a photo with the text “Tell me more.” 

Moira: [Barclay’s stepmother showed two 10–million–dollar checks before me and asked me to divorce Barclay within three months. 

Juliet: [Damn! Mr. Covington’s stepmother seems generous!! 

Moira: I know, right?) She sent a meme of a cute rabbit sighing to express her feelings. 

Juliet: [Look at the bright side! Your husband’s net worth is billions of dollars! 20 million dollars is nothing for him!] 

Moira: [That’s his money, not mind.] 

Juliet: [Sweetheart, I’ve noticed you’ve become more rational and wise since you left that scumbag, Alliel] 

Moira: (People learn from their failures!] 

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Moira was not ashamed of her relationship with Allie. She viewed it as a pity of life instead. Therefore, she did not mind Juliet mentioning it. 

Juliet: [Why don’t you ask Mr. Covington to compensate for your loss of 20 million dollars?) 

Moira Girl, are you crazy? Wake up from your dreams!] 

Juliet: [You miss 100% of the shots you don’t takel] 

Someone knocked on the door when Moira was going to reply to Juliet’s message. It startled her, causing her to drop her phone onto the piano and hit a 

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Barclay asked, “May I come in?“. 

Moira hurriedly nodded and replied, “Sure!” Then, she picked up her phone and gently touched her plano as if she were apologizing to it. 

Barclay asked, “I heard you had a guest today?” 

Moira leaned her head to look at Barclay and briefly told him everything that happened an hour ago. 

She realized Barclay remained silent after she finished talking. Thus, she carefully asked, “Do you think my reaction was too impolite?” 

Barclay raised his eyebrows while unbuttoning the top button of his shirt and replied, don’t think so.” 

Moira could not help but stare at Barclay’s Adam’s Apple. She sensed something off when her eyes lingered on Barclay’s neck for seconds. She wondered, “Why is the scratch exposing in the air?‘